Nico walked into the mess hall extremely early. More than the two hours. The sergeant was waiting for him. He sent the others to go bring in supplies from the truck in the back to the storage shed.

"You're on kitchen duty until that leg heals." He said. Nico was okay with that statement. It wasn't like he had to wash the dishes with lava or something and maybe they'll have something edible today. He figure he'll kick out the kitchen workers who deserve a break after everything so he did. He made them sit and rest while he raided the cupboards and supplies.

He figured eggs with seasoned ground beef and veggies. He dragged a chair over to the stove area and sat down as he chopped the mushrooms, onions, bell peppers and tomatoes. He even let the persistent kitchen workers help him cut the stuff, but he didn't let them cook it. Gods know that they might turn it into gray mush, kinda like in Log Horizon but not with sparkly purple goop.

In a cast iron pan, he placed the beef into it and threw a bunch of random spices in without reading the label. Trying to read it gave him a headache anyways. He threw in some cheese and all the chopped stuff into a different big pan and then started breaking eggs in a bowl as he sauteed the greens until the whole mess hall filled with the smell. He dumped almost a dozen and a half eggs into the pan and stirred.

"Can someone get me the ground beef over there?" Nico asked, his leg was throbbing and he didn't feel like getting up. A woman walked over and slid the pan closer. He mixed everything together before instructing them to pour it into a silver heater that they usually used to serve food. He made two more batches before going off to make bread.

He was italian after all.

By the time the units came in, the hall was filled with the smell of garlic, eggs and meat.

"Wow" Badger, the comms specialist of F-Unit said. He sniffed the air as Nico wipe his hands on a towel after pulling out the last tray of garlic bread. He untied the apron and took off the hair net before sneaking out of the kitchen behind Owl of F-Unit.

"Probably taste like shit." Owl said, always the pessimist unless it was blowing stuff up.

"Don't care! It smells amazing" Coyote said as he set his sniper rifle down from practice. He got in line as Nico leaned against the wall in the shadows. He watched as other units came in and expressed their disbelief. He took great humor as he watched them eat (not in a creepy stalkerish way). Shark from S-Unit, the demolition specialist, fainted on the ground after tasting the bread.

K-Unit entered last, a bit disgruntled about having to do all of that work and only could look forward to a gray mushy breakfast, well until they say everyone quiet and stuffing their face.

"What is this?" Wolf said.

"I don't know, it surely doesn't look like food." Alex replied sarcastically.

Nico snickered and walked over.

"Hey Devil, where were you?" Fox asked curiously as they grabbed some food, Nico's plate having the least amount.

Nico shrugged. "Had my wound checked out."

He didn't want to tell them he was cooking, not that they would tease him but more for the fact he might be forced to cook even after he fully healed just because they want real food. Snake looked at him with a medical eye.

"Speaking of which…" Snake said, drumming his fingers on the table in a menacing way. "You still haven't let me give you a physical"

Nico snorted into his eggs, a piece of tomato going down the wrong pipe. Alex started whacking his back as he choked.

"You didn't take advantage of me while I was out?" Nico asked lewdly. Snake frowned as Eagle snickered. "Glad to know you aren't that much of a pedo."

Snake huffed and went back to stuffing his mouth. Fox decided it was high time to change the topic.

"Sooo… who do you think cooked this?

~ Just a line, whatcha looking at? ~

Jack bolted upright in her hospital bed, the surgery had gone right. So why was she scared. Her dream, that's what it was.

A red haired girl sat at a table with a group of blond haired people, food being pushed around as they joked. She was laughing and punching the boy next to her. Will Solace. Jack recognized the doctor that flew in. Granted she was a bit apprehensive of having a child treat her but she saw the documents of his graduation from Harvard. (The Stolls made it for Will after a prank gone wrong) The girl's jeans were covered in doodles and paint, her large orange shirt was colored with purple sharpie in designs that looked like different buildings. The most prominent was the empire state building and what looked like a greek mausoleum.

Suddenly the red haired girl whipped around and stared straight at Jack. She stumbled back at the girl's piercing look. Then the girl grin and waved before looking back at the group of people.

Jack felt a sense of familiarity with the girl. She seem so… like her. Suddenly a name popped into her mind. Rachel Elizabeth Dare.

Dare

She remembered Dare from a childhood memory. She remembered being a teenager and getting dragged out of a reunion by the 2 year old girl in claims of monsters with bright red eyes and sharp teeth. She didn't question it as there was a tiny dog looking at them with a curious look. Imagination, she always put it down as, the girl was always creative. That was the last she saw of her since her family broke up relations with the Dares because of the girl's father's business. She promptly forgot the girl.

So why was she dreaming of the girl now.

"Miss Starbright?" A voice interrupted her thinking. She looked over to see Will Solace standing with a tray of medicine and food.

"Sorry, I was thinking." Jack said a bit distracted as Will set the tray down beside her and took everything that was for her off.

"About what? Sorry that was rude." Will said, covering his mouth. "I'm just use to talking to others."

Jack didn't answer, she watched as he started heading out.

"I was thinking about a girl name Rachel Elizabeth Dare"

The tray clattered out of Will's hands.

"I had a dream. She was at this round table with you and a bunch of other people." Jack stated as she watch him bend down to pick it up.

"This is not good" Will said as he ran a hand through his hair, clearly distraught.

"Why?"

Will turned, his blue eyes filled with worry.

"Because nothing good ever happens when people dream of that place."

With that ominous message, he left in a hurry. He needed to call Chiron.

~ Just a line, whatcha looking at? ~

Nico hosted the paintball gun up higher as he laid in the underbrush. The deal was that he wasn't to strain his leg that much so here he was lying under some leaves with the scope poking out a hole under a root. His paint was red, like blood. The others were color-coded by whoever grabbed the color first. Nico had made sure to grab red for his unit because pink was not a nice color.

He looked through the scope. No need for killing shots. Those were no fun with paintballs but shots to the tender parts were quite fun. He had shot Bear twice, one in the nuts and another in his hoisting shoulder. It was too easy, lay the bait with dragging shuffling marks in the dirt and bits of paint from a broken shell that must have hit someone from far away.

Way to easy. Soon he had tagged 3 more people, one in the stomach, another in the soft spot on the hip, before the sirens rang to signal the end. He manage to get out from under the leaves without much pain. He brushed off a couple of beetle and limped off to the reverend point. He spied the people who were completely covered in paint and those with a smug grin. Nico was quite proud at all the white splatters on the other units, knowing fully well it was his own team. Pride swelled in his chest as some random soldier was dragged out of the forest by his teammate as he clutched at the bits between his leg. Curiously the area was stained red.

"What got into his tea?" Nico asked to Alex, jerking his head to the person laying on the ground in pain. Alex grinned wickedly.

"I shot him"

"Nice shot" Nico said.

"Thank you, too bad you weren't allowed to play"

Nico gave him a long suffering look. "When have I ever followed the rules?"

Alex looked at him. "You played… with that leg…"

Nico grinned before Alex tackled him and yelled. "SNAKE!"

The grin slid off Nico's face as he started struggling to get out from the older boy's weight. Of course, Alex was sitting on his stomach, minding the wounds on his hip and leg, and pinning his hands above his head in a very compromising way, not that Nico notice. No he was too busy trying to get away before the demon of a medic comes around.

"What do you want Cub?" Snake asked slightly ticked.

"Devil here played paintball with us."

"So?" Glaring at Cub.

"With his leg"

The glare turned to Nico who gulped and fell still. Stupid blonds and their tendency to be protective.

"I got permission." Nico said loudly, trying to explain himself. "I didn't move, I camped out under a bush."

"Umhmm" Snake said before grabbing his medic kit. "Drag him to the bunker, time for the check up that you avoided for so long."

Alex nodded before motioning Fox to grab Nico's feet. Eagle and Wolf looked on in amusement as they dragged the boy boy away. Nico struggled of course, he probably caused more damage to himself then when he was waiting under the bush, but still he couldn't break free. And so, most of the camp watched as he was dragged to the barracks kicking and yelling, the other members of the unit watching from behind, ready to catch him if he broke free.

"Gods" Nico cursed as he was wrestled onto a bed and forcefully pinned down. He was breathing hard when his back touched the bed. He grew limp and started pleading with them.

"You don't need to do this, the infirmary already did!"

"I need a report and they refuse to give me you file." Snake said as he started to lift the hem of the Nico shirt. They got a bit below his belly button when Snake stopped because of a cough. They all turned over to see the sergeant looking at them.

"Soldiers"

"Sir"

"What in the hell are you doing?"

Silence

"He's underage, get off him"

Everyone scrambled off Nico in haste to follow the Sergeant's orders. From the perspective of an outsider it looked like a scene straight out of fifty shades of gray. Except for more boys and a younger bottom.

"I do not want to see this from any of you again. Do you copy?"

"Yessir"

"Now, Devil. My office, you have a letter."

Nico was quite curious now. "From who?"

"From DOA Recording Studios"

Nico paled and swallowed hard. Father.


Uh so... I'm sorry? Not really. I just got distracted, junior year is coming up and I'm trying to study and stuff. Also this was written when I was still in the mood of writing. Now I feel like it's a chore but you know what? I don't care, and I'm still writing. Slowly though. So off we go!